"Colorado, Swetlana Hobbs votes for Fleet Evans!"
The vote reader's voice read out the ballot powerfully, and he raised the ballot with both hands and turned it left and right, so that everyone could see that the vote indeed showed Colorado, the elector of Swetlana Hobbs, and cast a vote of Forrit Evans.
On the rostrum behind the ticket reader, a large screen was projected, showing the number of votes for FRITT Evans.
The hearts of the sober congressmen and electors present suddenly sank, and they had a bad start from the beginning.
Swetlana Hobbs of Colorado can be said to be the most powerful elector who jumps repeatedly. He does not accept the protection of S.H.I.E.L.D. that is like imprisonment. He is constantly being revived by S.H.I.E.L.D. with Mind Disruptor, and is easily Loki Mind Control. He keeps announcing his repeated jumps.
The first vote was cast and was broadcast live across the country and outside Capitol Building Plaza, causing an uproar. Especially the people of Colorado were gnashing their teeth with anger and hatred.
"Wow----"
"Damn, Svetlana Hobbs really bounced!"
"I should have broken Svetlana Hobbs's legs earlier."
"This damn thing, I don't agree with his vote."
"We shouldn't elect this bastard as an elector!"
The voting did not stop due to the uproar of many people. Soon, the elector Louisiana cast his second vote, still voting for Forrit Evans.
Then for the third vote, the elector of Texas still voted for Forrit Evans. The man who was at the Texas bar was so angry that he threw away his glass, raised his automatic rifle, and fired angrily into the air.
The fourth vote, the fifth vote, and the tenth vote in succession were all for Forrit Evans, as if He-El and Secretary of State Yolanda Priskus were there to serve as foils.
An inexplicable heavy pressure appeared on the heads of every sober electorate.
The people of the fifty states who were watching the live broadcast of the vote reading and the people waiting in front of the Congress building square were either angry that the electors in their own states were jumping around repeatedly, or they were eerily silent, and the atmosphere began to become abnormal.
"Haha..." Evans, who was sitting next to He-El, wore a close-fitting gray suit, tall and thin body, and a shining expression. He smiled at He-El with a smile on his lips and said, "I don't think there is a need to read the votes. You and I already know the results.
I originally thought you wouldn't show up at the venue, but I didn't expect that you would choose to be humiliated in front of everyone."
Loki is rare, and I feel proud when facing He-El.
Every time in the past, although he looked down on He-El in his arrogant heart, in fact, he never took advantage of He-El, and instead felt even more humiliated.
Now, the situation is Reversal.
At this time, the number of votes supporting Forrit Evans had reached sixty-six, and He-El and Secretary of State Yolanda Priskus still had not one vote.
The faces of the people in the various states and the Congress building square were gloomy, as if a strong atmospheric pressure was pressing down on the people who supported He-El.
Listening to the voice of Fulit Evans, He-El looked calm and said with a faint smile, "What gave you the illusion that you have won?"
After saying that, some sober electors worked hard and began to vote for He-El.
"Pennsylvania, Adolphe Constantine Norwich cast one vote for He-El." The reader held up the ballot, and the projection on the rostrum showed the number of votes for He-El.
This vote slightly eased the low pressure among the people who supported He-El, letting the crowd in the dull atmosphere breathe a little sigh of relief.
But the situation is still not optimistic.
The next five consecutive votes were cast for He-El, which raised hopes for everyone.
"What gave you the illusion that you could win?" Evans said with a bit of a sneer on his lips. He gently raised his suit and adjusted his sitting posture.
After saying that, the electors began to cast twenty consecutive votes, suppressing the votes of He-El by a large margin.
The sober congressmen are not far behind, and they are constantly chasing after them with He-El votes.
As the vote reading process progressed, the crowd supporting He-El and the sober congressmen felt that the result might be very unsatisfactory.
The reading ticket has reached 260:170.
260 is Evans.
170 is from He-El.
The total number of votes is only 538. Whoever gets 270 votes first will win.
But now, the votes of the sober congressmen have almost been cast. They can't help frowning and looking around. All they receive are the shakes of the other sober congressmen. They have all voted. The rest are all people who were Mind Control and Loki. There is no way to catch up with the votes of Evans.
Evans is only 10 votes away to confirm the chance of winning.
Many sober congressmen and electors looked ugly and felt very heavy.
The faces of the people watching the live broadcast also darkened, and they began to realize that there was a real possibility that He-El would not be able to become the president.
The gap is too big.
Congress The low pressure in the crowd atmosphere outside the square of the building seemed to darken the sunlight. Some people in the crowd felt very uncomfortable, and some shed tears unwillingly.
They don't understand why He-El, whom most people are supporting, has such a huge vote gap when running for president.
There is absolutely no reason for this.
"There are more than 30,000 people supporting me outside the square of the Congress building." He-El said.
"Really? What's their use?" Evans said lightly, not caring, the result has almost been decided.
What is the use of the more than 30,000 people supporting He-El outside the Congress building square?
At most, after they won, they were dissatisfied with the result, and then collectively attacked the Congress building, causing a wave of chaos.
It just so happened that I didn't mind giving the order to shoot them.
This time, I won.
Evans finished.
"Arizona, Vlad Ashford votes for He-El."
"Florida, Darren Wright ninger votes for He-El."
"Nebraska, Anduin Claremont votes for He-El."
"··········"
One after another, the MPs who were originally voted for Mind Control began to vote unanimously for He-El.
Evans's thin body straightened up, he raised his head, frowned, and his sharp and hazy eyes swept across these Mind Control congressmen.
Suddenly, these congressmen who had been Mind Control cast their eyes on Evans with ugly and shocked faces, their pupils trembling. After Senate President repeatedly reminded them, they recovered and resolutely began to vote for He-El.
"How did you restore them?" Evans looked at them with an ugly face and hazy eyes as he glanced at them fiercely.
He never found out when his Mind Control failed.
Has He-El created new technology to eliminate Mind Control?